I've always wondered why
My umbrella had so many holes
Never suspecting the knife
Held tightly in my other hand

I think it was all me.
I played out this little Fantasy.
Where you were mine.
And I was yours.

How could I have been so blind
Now this pen it binds
My wrists
Run dry, this ink in vains
As I pour out this illusion
Of X's and O's
Of flowers and hearts

Maybe I just thought you were someone
Someone I wanted you to be.
Something you and I could never be.
Someone for me.

I fall too hard for the wayward stars
Because they understand broken hearts
Because they know what it is like to burn up.

Should i accept my fate.
Become something that drifts through the cosmos
A piece of debris
Seeing all the stars
But never getting too close to feel their fire.

So when you come back down to earth
And you stare at your palm trees and power lines.
Will you have dreams
Of big apple scenes

Or will you dream of me.
Lost with the wayward stars
Or will I just be a memoir
Lost with the books
Hidden in the nooks
Of your heart.

These walls and bars
They have a purpose
One day
If you stay
I will crumble

I want to take this body.
And cover it with ink.
So much so that when you see me
You will never recognize me.
So that I look like someone else.
Because I don't feel like myself

I want to take this body.
And cover it with ink.
So that if you cut me.
You cannot tell how much you have hurt me.
You won't be able to see the bruises, and scars.
Because they will be covered in colors that are the most beautiful.
So I can hide the way I feel inside.
I can hide how sometimes, I feel more dead than alive.

You were once a piece of me.
Like the moon was a piece of the earth.
How can you not pull my tides
When you move close.
And your skin is as white
And your smile as bright.
You light up my night.

So my Luna.
please discover what you need.
I can give it to you if you'd let me try
Because like gravity.
I'm pulled towards you.
Or maybe
Maybe you are just weighing me down.

So what's left of me?
I drink from this bottle
I drown in the sorrow
I pray, no more tomorrow

Would you even recognize me?
I sleep with these women
I have lost all conviction
I hope, this was all fiction.

Come back

Come back and I swear I'll save you

Was my body just a welcome mat
For you to wipe your ***** feet.
Or was it a place for us to meet.
And feel the heat
Of our bodies

She was so much of everything
Now she is nothing, but still a part of everything. Funny how it is when someone you are in love with passes on. In a way they keep living with you. Whether it is a ghost to haunt you, or an angel to guide you.
They are still there. She is still here.

I want you back.
Selfishly.
I want to meet you.
Needlessly.
I want to throw it all away.

But I hold on.

I hold on, not because I want to.

But because I have to.

Your smile held the world.
While your green eyes.
The constellations.
Imagine looking at the world.
Without people, or animals.
Imagine looking at the sky.
Without stars.
When you took your life.
This is what I'm left with.
An empty planet
And a black sky.